A Note To Fathers: Its You She Wantsby Lois Wilson

They are nineteen years old and in labor with their first child. Three months earlier
they sat in my living room, asking questions and scribbling notes during childbirth
classes. In many ways, they seemed to still be children themselves.

But not today. Today they are in labor. As each contraction begins
to build, her small body loosens and lets go, her eyes close in concentration, her
cheeks flush with effort. I sit and watch as he holds her, tears streaming down his
face. Her pain is his pain. They are one in the process of birth.

Between contractions he wipes her face with a cool cloth, gently
patting each eye with a tenderness that is like worship. As their labor unfolds I
know that I am witnessing more than the birth of a baby. It is also the birth of
a woman and a mother; the birth of a man and a father; the birth of a relationship
that will never, ever be the same.

What is the role of the father who is present at the birth
of his child? Is he a labor coach, advocate or partner? Is he a fifth
wheel? A nuisance? A liability? In the twelve years that I have served
birthing families in my community, I have heard many passionate opinions
about the presence of fathers at birth. Over the years my own understanding
of the role that fathers play in pregnancy and birth has developed to
become much deeper and more complex as I have served different families,
each with their own unique relationship, culture, expectations and beliefs.

In the early days of my work as a childbirth educator and doula, I saw
fathers as "labor coaches" who had a unique place in the "birth
team." Many of my couples gave birth in hospitals, so I prepared
the fathers in my classes to assist their partners in two ways. First,
as a labor assistant helping the mom achieve deep relaxation, working
with her body and performing comfort measures such as massage. Some fathers
loved doing these things. Others found them to be awkward and even embarrassing.
With gentle guidance and encouragement, each father eventually found his
own way of participating in his babys birth. But one thing was certain:
each father was as unique as each laboring woman, and no predetermined
agenda of mine was going to result in a cookie-cutter army of labor coaches
able to do the job in the same way at each birth!

The second task I undertook was training fathers to be advocates for
their partners in relationship to the hospital staff. This was accomplished
by thoroughly explaining medical procedures, informing them of their rights,
and reminding them continually that it was their baby, their birth, and
their choice. Some dads really got off on this! The idea of storming the
hospital and fighting for what they wanted was FUN. Often I felt as though
Id created a monster. I worked hard to teach tact, diplomacy and
the fine art of negotiation. Other dads were absolutely terrified by the
thought of doing battle with medical professionals. No matter how well
prepared they were with information, no matter how empowered they were
with choices, no matter how deeply they believed in their partners
ability to give birth, they invariably ended up paralyzed and mute in
the face of unwanted interventionlike deer caught in the headlights.

Once again it became clear that each situation, each couple, each birth
presented unique challenges that simply could not be addressed in a predetermined,
formulaic way. My approach to fathers at birth, I finally realized, would
have to be like my approach to mothers at birth: guided by observation
and intuition, deep caring, respect and a firm belief that if both he
and his partner wanted him to be present and involved, then there was
a unique niche for him and together we would find it.

Gone, now, were the labels and expectations. Instead, we looked for each
fathers unique strengths and liabilities. Most of all, I assured
each dad that he never had to be anyone or anything other than himself
at the birth. I also told my dads that they were their partners
lover and that their most important role at the birth was one they did
every day without classes, books, or practice: loving the mom. You could
literally see the dads relax as this thought sunk in and took root. Just
be yourself. Just love your partner. Its you she wants at the birth,
not someone elses idea of a labor coach. You.

And the result of all this was beautiful to behold: couple after couple
finding the way to labor together in a dance that was uniquely their own.

Lois Wilson, CPM lives with her husband Tony and five children in
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, where she has a small and wonderfully diverse homebirth
practice.